My Dad baptized me on November 13, 1960 in the Pleasant Grove Stake Center. I remember on that day I was playing with my friend Mike Simmons, and his sister Kathleen. At that time a lot of the games we played together were not really appropriate for young boys to be playing with young girls. On this day I felt very uncomfortable playing those games because I was being baptized later that day so instead of playing I took my pogo stick and jumped around the block 8 times (because I was 8 years old).

After the baptism we went to the Polar King and I was allowed to have a banana split. Making me feel VERY good.